Uhm... Hi! Kaito-kun here... Sorry for this being so short, I fail at writing long stuff by myself. But I did succeed in encouraging Charlotte to continue this story,which is good, cause it's wonderful. Pchoo... Oh, yes, disclaimer, right?

Disclaimer: MacFuddy Pepper Elixir is not owned by Charlotte nor me, neither is Hetalia...

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We sat in Britain's living room, in a rather amiable silence.

"Do you really think that whatever Britain's making will help?" Canada broke the silence quietly.

"Uh, sure, why not? I mean, this is something he does all the time, no need to worry,"

Canada nodded, "Okay,"

Britain walked back in, holding a bottle of brown liquid, which bore a label declaring it to be 'MacFuddy Pepper Elixir'.

Canada and I both looked at Britain, who was beaming proudly.

"Uhm… are you sure that's the potion you were looking for?" Canada asked softly.

Britain looked scandalized, and scoffed, "Of course it is!"

"Who's MacFuddy?" I asked, eying the label.

"That isn't important! Do you want the elixir or not?"

"Yes, please," I said, smiling at Britain.

"Well, here you go, then, Hungary, I don't know why you would need to be cured of timidness, though," Britain mused, handing me the glass bottle.

"It's for Canada!"

"Who?"

I pointed to the blonde standing next to me, and said flatly, "Canada,"

"Hi…" he waved.

"Oh, okay," Britain nodded, though it seemed he only vaguely got the idea.

"Thank you, Britain," Canada said, unfazed by his lack of recognition, "I think I'll be going now,"

"Me too," Britain was starting to get on my nerves, "G'bye,"

I followed Canada out the door. The sudden drop in temperature was only a little surprising. Canada didn't seem to mind. He didn't seem to mind a lot of things, apparently.

"Thank you, Hungary, that was very nice of you back there, helping me talk to Britain and all," Canada said, looking directly at me and smiling.

"Oh, it was nothing, really," I said, shoving my hands in my pockets.

"Are you cold?" Canada sounded concerned, "I could lend you my jacket, if you want,"

"Oh, no, its okay,"

"You sure?"

"Yeah. Hey, are you going to drink the elixir now?"

"I think I'll talk to America first, if that's okay with you,"

"Oh, yeah, yeah," I pulled my phone out of my pocket, "Call me when you drink it, okay?"

"Sure," He pulled out his phone and typed in my phone number, "Thank you, Hungary!"

"Welcome. I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Sure!"